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Şarkı Sözleri In spite of you, you like yourself An' that's alright with me It gets so lonesome fillin' space An' someone must believe Erase them golden memories An' blow the candlesout Let's get on off away somewhere An' see what we're about Lay down your weary tune again And the rest your head on me Your phone call says you're sorry An' the grapevine says you're free Your drugstore daddy's flesh an' blood Like Marilyn Monroe An' out there on the runway now The king's all set to go They'll cover up the window soon 'Cause he'll be rollin' in He's Elvis Presley, honey Chile An' I can't cop his grin Lay down your weary tune again And the rest your head on me Your phone call says you're sorry An' the grapevine says you're free The missionary paid my way An' put me off to sleep I woke up early yesterday An' found a place to eat I got it down an' felt relieved An' Jane went off to work It's wooden soldier's Christmas time An' Jane she is a clerk Lay down your weary tune again And the rest your head on me Your phone call says you're sorry An' the grapevine says you're free In spite of you, you like yourself An' I admire you much I'm out to give this back in sync 'Cause we've been so out of touch Just meet me next to Noah's ark An' let's get out of town There's got to be someplace somewhere These rain clouds haven't found Lay down your weary tune again And baby rest your head on me Your phone call says you're sorry An' the grapevine says you're free Lay down your weary tune again And baby rest your head on me Phone call sorry Grapevine free